I Heard That My Fiancé is Super Fierce

Chapter 71: Filter

“A young person you’ve never seen before?” In the House of Representatives, in the Prime Minister’s office, Melson had a chessboard in front of him. The holographic projection grid was sparkling. He reached forward and pushed a piece on the chessboard to a different position.

“Yes, he was wearing the Marshal’s uniform. It was very fitting on him, but he’s not the same size as Marshal.” The man was standing in front of him, wearing the uniform of the Stabilization Army, “Your Excellency, Prime Minister… Did the Marshall train this young man? Without him, we may not have been able to wake up that Uttar.”

“You think he had time?” Melson’s eyes fell on the chessboard. “He was in a coma two months ago. How long did it take me to train you? It’s not necessarily possible.”

The man looked down and paused for a moment. “But, my lord, the ability of that man can’t be underestimated. I think others will find a chance to get in touch with him. A man with such ability must not be used just by the army. Over the past few years, the military and the House of Representatives had been surging secretly. Since the Marshal woke up, the House of Representatives had retreated a lot, if we do not seize the opportunity…”

Melson touched the chess player’s hand and looked up at him coldly. “Oh? What do you do to seize the opportunity for? To be independent? To split?”

The man was stunned, his face flashed with a little confusion, “This…”

“Get out.” Melson ordered with his voice before the other had finished.

“… Yes.”

As soon as the door opened and closed, Melson sat back in his chair and looked at the chessboard in front of him, only to feel his head ache. Looking back at the unreturned messages on the top row of his terminal, he felt a worse headache brewing in an instant.

It was a question all parties in the House thought about the identity and abilities of the young man Dewitt brought to the office on that day. Some of them were bold enough to ask him directly how much chips Dewitt would get.

First a fox of unknown strength and now a young man who could pry open the brain of an Uttar.

The more he watched, the more he felt his head swelling and becoming sore. He took a breath and took out the video that his subordinates had just given him a moment ago.

Looking at the two people kissing in the corridor, Melson sighed silently, recalling what he had just seen between Dewitt and the youth in exchange for each other’s entry into the supervision room…

What was going on in these people’s minds? Dewitt’s indifference and inhumanity were known all over the world. What made him so enthusiastic and different was just a mere fox.

Looking down at the video for a while, Melson tapped his fingers on the table, cracked his lips with a bitter smile and finally pulled out the screen again, silently restored the messages he had deleted before and then answered them one by one.

Melson’s face changed as he looked at one of the messages from an unknown number.

When Wen Jin heard Dewitt’s words, he was still a little confused. After a pause, he asked, “What underwear?”

Didn’t he wear all the things his little tail left on the bed? Nothing was missing.

Dewitt looked at his confused face and felt love brew in his heart. He could not help but lean down and kiss his lips.

Wen Jin pushed him aside and frowned to remind him, “Today’s quota is filled.” He couldn’t always let him get away with it.

“Yes.” Dewitt responded, not continuing, but holding Wen Jin in his arms.